Wednesday, May 2, 2007
Two reflections to share:
1. When we offered to sing, a middle aged Chinese man suggested songs by Zhou Xuan, a very popular 1920s singing sensation. This man knew the songs that my father used to sing . This encounter brought back good memories of my earlier days listening to my father sing esp when taking his bath. Three worlds- this man's, my father's, and mine - come together in one moment on a lazy afternoon in a little corner of Singapore.
2. The walk through the wards, seeing the patients enduring different sorts of setbacks - from physical afflictions to alcoholic dependency to mental problems- helped me come to terms with my posting after my coming graduation. I was supposed to be seconded to the Synod doing Mission type work but when the current chaplain at All Saint's Nursing Home decided to leave in June, the handbrake was pulled and a U-turn was made. I have to fill her shoes. Initially I was upset, even angry. The Lord through the CIP helped me find peace. I was reminded that nobody was unimportant to God. Everyone,including the bedridden, matters to our heavenly Father.
A big thanks to the organizers and the very brave participants of this 'unhappenning' event.
Lee Ann Womack's song 'I hope you dance' contains lyrics worth sharing with you...
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| I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
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Warm regards to all, in Christ,
E. Jye
Faith flew over me @10:46 PM;